Chapter 146: The Vanished Xiang Long

With less than a thousand years remaining until the War of Immortal Slaying, Jiuzhou is surging with wind and clouds, and the heaven-gifted geniuses are truly beginning to stand out.

Once, perhaps they were merely young geniuses, but today, they are all true powerhouses.

In the Wind Thunder Sect, Holy Son Lin Lei has broken through to the Pseudo-Immortal Realm, becoming the sect's second Pseudo-Immortal.

In the Spear God Valley, Liu Ruoyu has realized the Dao through the Spear, stepping into the Pseudo-Immortal Realm in one stroke and becoming a Pseudo-Immortal Mid-Stage powerhouse.

In the Heavenly Sword Sect, Lin Chan has severed the sea of clouds with a celestial sword, achieving the late stage of the Pseudo-Immortal Realm.

Countless geniuses have become peerless mighty figures and giants of their respective regions.

In the Jiuzhou Continent of the past, Pseudo-Immortals did not appear, and True Spirits were even more legendary.

Today, however, mortals often see powerful cultivators soaring into the sky.

A thousand years of time has changed much in this world.

Medicine Saint Sect.

Yun Ying has grown into the appearance of a young woman; she is now a Master Alchemist and one of the three giants of the Zhen Dan Association.

Although her alchemy ability is not yet at the level of a Grandmaster Alchemist, her late master was the former president of the Zhen Dan Association.

Moreover, she is in charge of the Gu Ling Pill, so her status within the Zhen Dan Association is naturally not low.

One day, Yun Ying walked out of her cave dwelling, and a middle-aged man walked over from outside.

"Senior Sister Yun, someone has come from outside, claiming to be an old acquaintance of Senior Brother Xiang Lin and wishing to find him."

Yun Ying's brows furrowed slightly.

Sealed memories were opened.

She remembered that a thousand years ago, she had seemingly invited that young junior brother to join them in researching the Gu Ling Pill.

However, that young junior brother refused.

At the time, Yun Ying did not say anything.

In the period that followed, the Ghost Immortals began to harvest Jiuzhou, her master died, and that junior brother Xiang Lin also vanished without a trace; she seemingly never saw him again.

Yun Ying shook her head: "Take him to see Senior Uncle Zimo."

Senior Uncle Zimo had suffered an accident while refining pills five hundred years ago, becoming a cripple unable to refine pills any longer, and thus he withdrew from the Zhen Dan Association to become an idle person in the Medicine Saint Sect.

"Very well." The middle-aged man responded and retreated.

Outside the Zhen Dan Association, Pan had his hair tied up, his gaze profound.

"This senior, please follow me."

The middle-aged man led Pan to another mountain peak.

On the mountain peak, Zimo was drinking small amounts of wine, looking disheveled, when he suddenly opened his eyes: "A guest has arrived?"

Beside him, Pan saw Zimo, his brows knitting together; his intuition told him that the old man before him was not the idle cripple in the Medicine Saint Sect that the disciple had described earlier.

"Pan, greets the senior." Pan bowed, acting with courtesy.

Today, he seemed to have washed away all his vanity, lacking his original sharpness and arrogance.

"Are you also here to look for Xiang Lin?" Zimo sighed.

"Yes." Pan nodded and said, "There are still over a thousand years until the War of Immortal Slaying.

The holders of the Immortal Slaying Order are preparing to gather to discuss the Great Dao together.

I am here to invite Xiang Lin... that is, Xiang Long, to attend the Discussion Conference."

There are nearly two thousand years left until the War of Immortal Slaying.

Most of the peerless geniuses of today have already become Pseudo-Immortals.

Breakthroughs after the Pseudo-Immortal Realm rarely depend on resources, but rather on comprehending the Great Dao.

At this time, discussing the Dao among geniuses might be more helpful.

Thus, the Discussion Conference came into being.

"I haven't seen him for a thousand years." Zimo let out a sigh, "Over these thousand years, many people have come to me looking for him, but unfortunately, I do not have his whereabouts either."

Pan was stunned.

He had been searching for a long time, but unfortunately, he had not found Xiang Long's whereabouts.

"If the senior knows any news about Xiang Long, please inform me." Pan could only say helplessly in the end.

"Very well." Zimo nodded; he watched Pan's back, lost in thought.

"Xiang Lin, where have you gone?

Wei An... is about to wake up.

The War of Immortal Slaying is also coming soon."

Zimo sighed leisurely.

He remembered when Xiang Lin had bid him farewell, his expression calm.

He knew that the disciple was unwilling to walk his path, unwilling to flee Jiuzhou.

Zimo did not force anything, nor did he stop him.

However, this disciple had been gone for a thousand years, disappearing without a trace.

Moreover, with his own abilities, and with his elder brother, they had not found Xiang Lin in Jiuzhou.

It was as if Xiang Lin had vanished from Jiuzhou and gone elsewhere.

Just then, an old man appeared beside Zimo.

"The Ghost Immortals haven't harvested the world for some years now."

Zimo looked at this person without speaking.

The old man continued: "The Gatekeeper told me that a change seems to have occurred deep within the Heavenly Palace, and the Ghost Immortals cannot contact the True Immortals anymore."

Zimo's hand trembled slightly: "Since when did this start?"

"About a thousand years ago." The old man's voice was indifferent.

Zimo suddenly remembered that one day he was nourishing Wei An's Spirituality.

Suddenly, that single remaining drop of Dragon Blood burst into a ball of Fire.

At the time, he looked up at the sky and seemed to see the phantom of a True Dragon appear in the sky.

However, it was merely a phantom.

He had thought at the time that it was just an Ordinary phantom.

Now... combined with what his elder brother had said, he fell silent.

Especially... that drop of Dragon Blood from back then did not resist Xiang Lin at all.

"Elder brother, do you think True Dragons still exist in Jiuzhou?" Zimo looked at his elder brother and asked slowly.

The white-haired old man let out a sigh: "What belongs to the heavens belongs to the heavens, and what belongs to the mortal world belongs to the mortal world.

Jiuzhou... naturally will not have True Dragons."

"Mm." Zimo nodded and said nothing more.

The first Jiuzhou Discussion Conference began, and countless heaven-gifted powerhouses gathered.

A total of ninety-seven Immortal Slaying Orders were issued back then.

Yet, only ninety-three people attended this Discussion Conference.

One of them was in closed-door cultivation and missed the Discussion Conference; one died ninety years ago when their breakthrough failed; one went completely insane, saying that Immortal Slaying was hopeless, and lost their Immortal Slaying Order; and another was Xiang Long, whose figure had also completely disappeared from Jiuzhou, and no one knew where he had gone.

At this moment, at the Discussion Conference, a man with a tall and straight figure had a sharp look in his eyes.

"This Discussion Conference has been of great benefit to me. After I return this time, I will surely be able to break through to the True Spirit Realm."

Beside him, a heaven-gifted individual immediately showed an expression of admiration: "As expected of Brother Qiyou, his talent is astonishing; even when the Seven Fragrances Empress was alive, she was not as good as Brother Qiyou."

Qiyou is rumored to be the most talented among the current Children of Destiny.

The first battle of his life was against the veteran heaven-gifted powerhouse Pan.

As a result, he defeated Pan with just one strike.

Qiyou heard the flattery of the other heaven-gifted individuals and did not take it to heart: "The Seven Fragrances Empress is a predecessor; I will not compare myself to her.

My only goal in this life is to Slay the Ghost Immortal."

After saying this, Qiyou looked at a young man not far away.

"I also have a wish, which is to have a battle with Lin Chan of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Having said this, Qiyou's entire body radiated fighting spirit.

Not far away, Lin Chan's gaze was calm: "I have already sealed my sword for a hundred years; the next time I strike, it will be to Slay the Ghost Immortal."

"What a pity." Qiyou let out a sigh, and he couldn't help but look at Pan not far away, "Originally, I also wanted to have a battle with Xiang Long of the Medicine Blood State to see if there really are true heaven-gifted individuals in the Medicine Blood State.

As a result, he did not come to this Discussion Conference."

Qiyou hails from Feng Shen Zhou.

A great war once occurred between Feng Shen Zhou and the Medicine Blood State.

Back then, Ye You, one of the Demon Sages of the Medicine Blood State, used a dreamscape to trap ten thousand cultivators from Feng Shen Zhou in a dream.

Among them was Qiyou's father.

This was the only thorn in Qiyou's father's life.

Therefore, he brought up Xiang Long to fight on his father's behalf, to defeat Xiang Long and end the old grievances.

"Brother Xiang Long might be in closed-door cultivation, which is why he didn't come to the Discussion Conference," Pan said from the side.

Qiyou's gaze was cold and stern: "I hope that in the War of Immortal Slaying two thousand years from now, he won't be in closed-door cultivation again."

On the field, everyone heard Qiyou's voice, and different people had different reactions.

Xiang Qi's gaze narrowed slightly, and in the end, she said nothing.

Shen Die, who was beside her, had a complex look in her eyes; she glanced at Lin Chan and did not speak again either.

(End of this chapter)